Lin Xian rescued this group of monks. The monks were grateful and happily introduced them into the main hall.
There is a Buddha statue enshrined in the Main Hall.
Only then did everyone see clearly that this temple was enshrined in none other than Maitreya Buddha.
Lin Xian secretly complained that if he had known it was the smiling tiger Maitreya Buddha, he would not have saved these bald donkeys in the first place.
And Jin Chanzi had the urge to burn down the temple.
But then I thought about it, these monks were already suffering enough for being plotted against, and burning down the temple would probably be unjustifiable.
Lin Xian's idea is, if possible, to imitate Che Chiguo and rebuild this temple, and use it as a basis to establish his own fifth branch of the Mietian Sect.
Seeing that the pilgrims were not asking themselves why these monks were suffering here, a monk took the initiative to come forward and tell them.
"This temple is called Jinguang Temple. It was built more than 50 years ago. We have always believed in the Buddha who came from the east."
"Unexpectedly, ten years ago, the Buddha from the East appeared and inlaid a bright pearl on the top of the tower of my Jinguang Temple. The pearl was bright day and night, blooming with divine flowers, and overnight, it became a prestigious Buddhist temple in the Jisai Kingdom. "
"And the king was even more grateful for the Buddha's appearance and teachings, so he named our Jinguang Temple as a temple to worship Saiguoguo."
"Then why are we in such a bad situation again?" Jin Chanzi asked smoothly.
The Buddha who came from the east as mentioned by the monk was naturally Maitreya Buddha.
"The good times didn't last long. A few years ago, there was a sudden rain of blood in the Jisai Kingdom. During the rainy night, the pearl inlaid on the top of the tower was lost, and its whereabouts are unknown."
"Since then, the national destiny of the Jisai country has been lost. The king thought that the monks in my temple were unclean and had stolen the pearl and defiled the holy tower. So he imprisoned us and tortured us day and night, asking for the whereabouts of the pearl."
Jin Chanzi asked again: "Where did the pearl go?"
The monks shook their heads one by one, "I don't know. If we knew, we wouldn't suffer here."
"Okay, we will help solve your problem. Now go and prepare some food for me. We have been working hard along the way and we need to satisfy our hunger and rest."
Jin Chanzi waved his hand, looking impatient.
However, all the monks looked grateful and said quickly: "Meals are just a small matter. If the elder can help us get rid of our predicament, we will never be able to repay you in full in our lifetime."
"By the way, the food must be delicious, with meat and wine. If it is tasteless, we will not be able to help you." Jin Chanzi added.
As a result, as soon as these words came out, all the monks were stunned.
Don’t the eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty avoid eating meat?
Seeing their unfamiliar expressions, Jin Chanzi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll ask someone to guide you."
With that said, he turned around and looked at the White Bone Demon.
"Junior sister Xiaogu, would you please teach these monks how to cook."
The White Bone Demon blinked his eyes, feeling that Jin Chanzi was bullying these monks, but he still nodded and left with them.
A monk took Lin Xian and others to the Zen room to rest.
High in the sky, Maitreya looked at this scene with an even bigger smile on his face.
"It seems that the plan I laid out ten years ago has finally come into effect. It's a pity that my thousand-year-old relics have been lost." Maitreya said to himself lightly.
The Buddha who appeared ten years ago was naturally Maitreya Buddha.
And the pearl inlaid on the top of the tower is one of his own relics that he has refined for thousands of years.
According to the plan, he calculated that the nine-headed insect would steal his relics, and then wait for the pilgrims to arrive, and then help him get the relics back, without him needing to take action during the process.
A flawless plan.
Jinguang Temple is now a temple dedicated to Saiguoguo, and Maitreya is the main deity enshrined. Countless incense flows into his bag every year.
And because the Nine-Headed Insect coveted his relics, the All Saint Dragon King caused a bloody rain in the Jisai Kingdom, and the Nine-Headed Insect took the opportunity to steal it. Maitreya naturally knew about these things.
As for the suffering of the monks at Jinguang Temple, Maitreya didn't care at all.
He only focused on filling his own pockets while completing the catastrophe of the Journey to the West, doing what he thought was the best of both worlds.
As long as the disaster is over, Jinguang Temple will still be the Temple of Saiguoguo, and he will still have a steady stream of incense and merit.
Now the pilgrims have rescued those monks and settled in Jinguang Temple. All this was planned.
But soon, Miroku's eyes widened.
The pilgrims didn't know what they were doing in the Zen room, while the White-bone Spirit led a group of monks to kill pigs and sheep, and they were very busy.
"I knew earlier that pilgrims eat meat and drink wine, but now I see them, they are really fierce."
Maitreya's face didn't look very good.
This Jinguang Temple was his Zen temple. At this moment, pigs and sheep were being killed, blood was flowing everywhere, and the smell of meat instantly filled the entire Jinguang Temple.
This is not a good sign.
Even if he collects incense in the future, the incense will have a bit of a fishy smell.
If the incense is no longer pure, the progress of his practice will be greatly reduced.
"Forget it, after the disaster is over, I will find a way to clean up the filth." Maitreya comforted himself.
In the courtyard of Jinguang Temple, a large round table was placed.
After the food was served, Lin Xian and others also walked out of the Zen room, and everyone gathered around the big round table and began to eat.
The surrounding monks were shocked to see this.
Jin Chanzi crossed her legs and gnawed on the mutton chops. She glanced at the monk from Jinguang Temple aside and asked, "You haven't eaten either, right? Why don't you sit down and have some together?"
"No, I can't afford this kind of delicious food. It's better for the elders to enjoy it themselves."
With that said, all the monks swallowed hard and ran to the side room one by one to eat dry steamed buns.
The scene of everyone enjoying it naturally fell into the eyes of Maitreya Buddha.
Seeing the crowd of pilgrims eating with their mouths full of oil, Maitreya couldn't help but swallow.
"Oh, I haven't touched meat for a long time, and now I can only look at it. It makes me feel unbearable." Maitreya sighed.
But Maitreya quickly remembered something.
"Humph, I have the support of saints. Even if I touch meat, Tathagata will not dare to do anything to me. Since it is a rare trip to the lower world, if I don't enjoy it, wouldn't it be a big loss?"
After thinking about it, Maitreya transformed into a bald man, turned his head on the cloud, and came to the street of the capital city of Jisai.
Looking around, Maitreya went to a brothel.
When the old mother in the brothel saw Maitreya's poor appearance, she immediately ordered the thugs to beat him out. However, the next second, Maitreya used the Midas touch and took out a gold ingot as big as the palm of his hand.
When the old mother saw the gold ingot, stars suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"Oh, sir, please come upstairs." The old mother took the gold ingot and immediately called the girls to come.
However, Maitreya stretched out his hand to push away these vulgar fans, and shouted: "I want a good private room, please bring me all the top names in your place, and you must have all the good wine and food." .”
When the old mother saw that Maitreya could not be sent away with ordinary goods, she became serious.
soon.
In an elegant small room, wine and food were prepared, and several beautiful women also walked in.
Not to mention the leisurely enjoyment of Maitreya.
Jinguang Temple on the other side.
Lin Xian showed a hint of doubt.
"That's not right. At this time in the past, the system would automatically trigger new plots. Why is there no movement at all now?"
Lin Xian thought to himself.
